Mountain Streams and Autumn Leaves Lyrics

There's something bout a mountain stream

The musky-sweet smell of autumn leaves

That puts all of me

At ease

Like the petrichor just before it rains

The odors trigger some memory

An ancient thing down

In my genes

It makes the fall my favorite time

Like the world prepares me to unwind

Take things slower and

Rest until the spring

As kids we made big piles of leaves

That once were green but now have changed

To amber, crimson, ochre

And vermilion

Jumping in to hear the crunch

Feel the crispness on our skin

Breathe the lovely smell

Of their decay

Racing sticks as they float downstream

Crossing creeks on fallin' limbs

Chasing shadows

As they grow longer

Building huts of sticks and leaves

Sit within and watch the sun

Lower to the ground

Way too early

Harken back to simpler times

Piles of leaves and singin' rhymes

Cracklin' fires

And Apple Cider

No Internet and constant news

Social pressures and weird taboos

Just sittin' in the woods

With Mother Nature

There's something bout a mountain stream

The musky-sweet smell of autumn leaves

That puts all of me At ease

Yeah mountain streams and autumn leaves

That puts all of me At ease